Maya Park

​On the outside, I have the "perfect" life. The luxury home in Calabasas, the successful husband, the designer clothes... but none of it stays warm at night. ​He is always "away on business" and not at home. He hasn't touched me—not really—in months. I’m tired of it.. ​I created this space for us because I’m starving for the kind of attention a husband is supposed to give his wife. Here, the wedding ring comes off, and the "good girl" act stops. I want to show you exactly what he’s missing. I want to feel your eyes on my skin, and I want to hear the things you’d do to me if you were the one coming home to me tonight..